...must come to an end. And that time has come.
I've made the decision to leave Popes of Chillitown. PoC have big things ahead in the next year, touring with the new album and getting out there, and will need more time from me than I've got to give. Some of you know, myself and PoC have been in a long distance relationship for the past two years, and in end all the travelling and expense take their toll.
Like all bands, there have been ups and downs. A 6 hour round trip for a 45 minute set, wandering through Brighton on Easter Bank Holiday in the snow looking for a Djembe, swatting wasps on an outdoor stage with whatever instrument you happened to be holding, and seeing an inane grin appear on the faces of young and old when the chorus to Bad Man gets going. Good and bad times, but that's banding for you. And I'll miss it. And them.
I'll be gigging with PoC for a few more weeks, and my last gig will be at Ginglik on 21st October, supporting Dub Pistols. It will be massive and you should all be there for the last hurrah. The album recording will carry on unabated, as we started it together, and we'll bloody well finish it together too. I'm so very proud of the songs we've made and the album will be an amazing legacy.
Musically I feel like I'm heading in a new direction, and ready for change, so it's slightly scary but exciting times ahead.